Chapter 27
K- k- k- disappeared? Impossible, this really doesn't make sense. B- how is it that a piece of iron measuring more than my weight and height can vanish in the blink of an eye?!!! Shaman, I need your explanation!!!
Before I had even reached my destination, the bullet from my masterpiece suddenly disappeared, leaving without knowing where, without any notice at all. K- why, why do I always have this strange situation during the match?!!! Damn it, what kind of peaceful life do I want?!!!
"K- k- what happened? Where did my bullets go just-"
"Argghhhhh-!!!"
Bajinga*!!! It's like being stabbed while your skin is soaking wet!!! It hurts, you know?!!!
Trying to decipher the strange scene in front of my eyes, both of my arms were surprisingly absent. There was no dust, sand, or any remaining parts that had fallen below the surface. As far as my eyes could see, there was no indication of the three of them existing in concrete form. Vanishing without any knowledge or clarity, anyone would be astonished, right? And so was I. Having to endure the pain in my thigh.
Haaah....
Enveloped in a shadow of curiosity and wonder, the pain from nowhere suddenly attacked, undermining all senses of locomotion to the point of numbness, creating a condition where the knee had no power to walk.
Well, what the hell, sooner or later, this body will definitely collapse to the ground where I tread.
Unable to stand for any longer, the knee moved as a result, sliding very freely, landing the hinge of the thigh on the ground so that the knee hit the ground so hard.
Urrgghh, pain, pain. Those two things instantly made me think that death would be more pleasant than a lifetime of torture.
Haaaah....
It's really fate that I have to fight an overpowered boy like him. Hopefully my life can be saved without losing a single organ. I really hope so, bye.
"Haaah- haah- haah-"
"Grrrhhhh-!!!"
A problem cannot be solved if we don't run. What?! Did you think the white flag would fly on my chest? Eits, no, no, no. Even if this body is disfigured, my mouth will never utter the word surrender!!! Please underline, boy!!! Standing on my knees kissing the ground, both hands on my waist then up, raised to chest level, uttering a signature move from inside my mouth in response I launched a counterattack. Yes, people like him should die before the good guys. Rill, trust me! "...?" Eh? No response? Wait, what? Seriously? How come? Wait a minute, please give my brain a moment to think. It's unbelievable, seriously. Throwing out a sentence without any indication of being wrong or out of sync, for a moment the atmosphere around where I was became silent, punctuated by the two arms that did not want to obey the directions from my mouth. Suddenly, the limbs were silent, doing nothing but pointing the stumped arm forward. Argghh, what a bastard! Emhhhhh... I must do se- Aha, why don't you try one more time? Yes-yes, this way surely a weapon even if it's just a gun will appear to answer my call. Sip-sip, my brain is smart. "Tank creation!" Once again, it must be possible. Perhaps my words and intentions just now were not identified by the Spirit Core in the soul. S- who knows, right? Rest assured! K- k- empty? Liar, this is nothing but a lie, right? Why isn't my Spirit Core responding to user commands? Is it defective? Or... The power just disappeared for no reason? I swear, I'm really confused, oy! Closing my eyes, reciting a move in my mind, instead of being victorious, I found myself in a similar situation as the previous minutes. Suwer, silence without a single sound, someone has no intention of elaborating on this matter, tah? Original, my head was burdened with many questions. "W-what happened? Why isn't my power showing up?" Eits, I'm not crazy. My mind is really messed up right now. Real, no fake-fake, bye. Saying one sentence of question from my mouth, I looked at the condition of my two arms while wearing a panicked and confused expression. That's right, let alone me, the scientist alone would have felt dizzy. "Huh? Spawn? How can it appear when I've completely erased the basics of weapons." P- p- p- what do you mean? Loss of power? Impossible, that exists in nothing but a fictional world! Impossible for me to experience a phase of losing power without cause!!! Believe me!! "A- what did you say?" Sha, please explain what you just said. How could my power vanish without even the slightest sign of it. Please answer and explain to me right now!!! ---------------- ---------------- While Alex was in shock over the answer from Sasha's mouth, the daily lives of normal humans seemed so peaceful and harmonious. Going about your normal routine without fear of danger, it's amazing, isn't it? Hmmm? Weapons? Warfare? Bro, they don't know what a weapon is at all, don't know how to make things, don't have a single knowledge about the shape of the item, aka still laymen. Everywhere they are safe, peaceful, solve all problems well without the need to create conditions that can take victims. When there are two sides with conflicting ideologies, the only way to defuse the problem is to debate. Each side will go to the round table, arguing each side's opinion by following certain rules and regulations. After the judgment has been determined, the losing party must give the winning party a betting prize, an appreciation for his success in winning the debate between the two of them. Haaah.... Life is full of thinking humans, huh? You're indirectly making human life better, kid. ---------------- ---------------- Deeply forcing myself inside, in a place with quite minimal lighting, an entity characterized by a white glare again having two beautiful wings on the back of the back seemed to be floating freely within the location. Without gravity, without experiencing the effect of floating to the surface, one of the many creatures created by the greatest Goddess, Angel Azriel, was seen trying to stare at the contents of a jet black book with pages containing strange and mysterious writings. ( Hmmmmh? It's been a long time since I've tackled a problem like this. Haish, Sasha, oh Sasha, why do you dare to mess with the things that have been determined by Him?) Picking up a brown pen the size of a little finger, Azriel scribbled a few lines of words, before finally stopping the movement of the pen on a sentence colored bright red. "Haaahhh... it's been a while since I've done anything like this. Moreover, Sasha eliminated all things related to weapons, huh? No wonder the humans on earth do not know what weapons are and how they are made." Continued...